(Thank you Yunlongtian for the starting point coin, thank you !!!!!!!!!!!)

After dinner, I returned to my bedroom where I lived alone, and it was already dark.

Closing the door of the room, turning on the light, and making sure that no one was peeping at him, Gu Ling took out the cold jade wrench, he wanted to open the sea of knowledge immediately, and he wanted to be able to cultivate.

The face is given by others, but it is also earned by yourself. Nowadays, his classmates look down on him, and the monk school dislikes him, and the reason is that he is a waste and cannot practice. If he shows enough cultivation talent, it will all be reversed, and those who spit on him will worship him, and those who dislike him will kneel and beg him!

No matter how painful it was to open the sea of knowledge, he had no choice but to move forward. Even if it's not to return to Earth, even if it's to live with dignity!

Stroking the wrench left by this sage Lao Tzu, this is the key to his gorgeous counterattack.

As long as he can practice, he will definitely not be worse than anyone else. Who cares about the top ten cultivation bodies?

This wrench is a storage ring that contains the baptism ceremony that Lao Tzu prepared for his rebirth.

Gu Ling opened it with his mind, and the white light flashed, and then a roar that shook the heavens and the earth came, and Gu Ling was startled.

When the mind is shaking, the scene in the eyes changes, and the vicissitudes of life.

Gu Ling hurriedly looked around, only to see that he was no longer in a familiar bedroom, but an endless dry seabed.

Gu Ling was standing in the middle of the seabed at the moment, and a hollow whistling sound came from the mysterious place, as if there were thousands of magical powers, making him unable to hold on to his mind.

The sudden change made Gu Ling's tenacious nerves loosen a little, and when he looked into the distance, he saw that the boundless white mist was eerie and lonely.

In Gu Ling's panic, suddenly, in the craggy places under the pits and pits under the dry seabed, countless milky white pulp gushed out like a pillar spring, and the ferocity was used in all directions, and it was as fast and invincible as the Yellow River.

In the 0.3 seconds when Gu Ling was terrified again, the originally dry seabed had already spread everywhere at this moment, and the milky white pulp had reached Gu Ling's waist.

Before Gu Ling could struggle, the rolling pulp seemed to have life all of a sudden, turning into a snake shape one by one, like vines, like soft creatures, and in an instant, Gu Ling was tightly enveloped, like a capillary network intertwined on the bloodshot eyeball.

After being tied like a mummy with a white bandage, the milky white pulp bands grew sharp mouths one by one, and densely pierced into Gu Ling's body, like a group of scavengers burrowing into the flesh, passing through and squirming in the limbs and internal organs of Gu Ling's body. Everywhere he passed, he was gnawing and devouring, like thousands of scalpels cutting flesh in Gu Ling's body, and all over his body, the pain of extreme pain hit the nerves of the brain wave after wave.

Gu Ling felt that at the eight veins of his own Qi Sutra, every part and every meridian was like a fire and a knife. Feeling the extreme pain, Gu Ling couldn't shout at all, he completely lost control of his body, but he was desperate and couldn't lose his senses and nerves to accept the pain.

After the largest milky white pulp belt raged in the dantian, it suddenly drilled upward, like a firecracker radiating out, rising rapidly and straightly, and finally exploded and bloomed at Gu Ling's top door.

Gu Ling felt a tingling on the top of his head in the midst of great pain, and suddenly felt that a small opening had been drilled at the top of his head. At the same time, a scene of light flashed in front of him like thunder and lightning, and a huge thing was about to squeeze in through the small hole in the top of his head.

The unstoppable pressure was pushing something big into his head. The small hole that was overwhelmed was squeezed as if it would explode at any time, and the huge pain in other parts of the body continued, Gu Ling, who was suffering from the severe pain of thousands of cuts, was finally unbearable, and when the most violent pain hit again, his eyes went black, he lost consciousness, and fainted.

I don't know how long it has been, Gu Ling woke up in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had finally escaped from the strange space of the dry seabed and returned to the bedroom alive.

The pain of falling apart reminded Gu Ling, who had just woken up, that all the pain he had endured before was real.

Gu Ling felt that his body was sticky and thick, and when he looked down with difficulty, his whole body was wrapped in a thick layer of black sludge-like excrement, dirty, thick, fishy, and smelly!

It's just that he can't even move his fingers or open his mouth to scold his mother now, let alone lift himself to wash off the stains and dirt on his body with water.

I'm afraid it's done, right?

Suddenly, Gu Ling's heart moved, according to the method taught by Lao Tzu, he checked with his consciousness, only to see that in the deepest part of his mind, there was indeed a vast small world, and the dry seabed that disappeared was lying quietly in the sea of knowledge at the moment, becoming the land of the sea of knowledge, and the milky white liquid that had made him want to live and die had already returned from the tumbling state to calm, and it was paved at the bottom of the dry seabed without wind and waves, and became the original liquid of the sea of knowledge.

Gu Ling drove his consciousness into the world of Zhihai, only to see that the sky inside was dark, and there was no light in sight, and the only light source that provided sight in Zhihai was a yellow book floating in the center of Zhihai, glowing with golden light.

It is Lao Tzu's greatest gift - a Tao Te Ching!

Zhihai is Gu Ling's Zhihai, Gu Ling easily jumped down into Zhihai, stepped on the thick milky white liquid, and ran towards the Tao Te Ching. This way, the magic is like walking on the ground, without waves and constant.

When he got closer, Gu Ling completely saw this "Tao Te Ching"!

It is one meter long, 0.6 meters wide, and 20 centimeters thick. The texture is gold-sealed and gold-covered.

In the upper right corner of the cover, three large characters of "Tao Te Ching" are written vertically, and there are two lines of small characters in the lower middle and bottom:

All things in a lifetime, the holy devil is eternal!

The road is simple, and there is no morality!

This is the Tao Te Ching left by Lao Tzu!

Gu Ling cherished the cover of the golden "Tao Te Ching" and looked at it with a confused look - this was his hope for the future!

Gu Ling stretched out his hand and opened the cover and title page of the Tao Te Ching, and entered the first sheet of the text.

I saw that it was written:

Chapter 1: Dao

The Tao is the way, not the constant way. The name can be named, not the permanent name.

Nothing, the beginning of heaven and earth, and yes, the mother of all things.

Therefore, there is always no desire to observe the wonder, and there is always a desire to observe the subtlety.

These two have the same name and different names, and they are the same as the mysteries, the mysteries and the mysteries, and the doors of all the wonders.

Gu Ling continued to try to turn the second page, but he couldn't turn it to death.

Gu Ling was not discouraged or frustrated, and he did not continue to be persistent, he just tried it with a certain attitude, in fact, Lao Tzu had already made this matter clear:

There are a total of 9981 chapters in the Tao Te Ching, each of which represents a level of cultivation realm, and a monk's ability to turn to the first few chapters proves which level his cultivation realm has reached. If it fits the level of the monk realm of the Tianxuan Continent, then the first chapter represents the first level of the Xuantu.

"The Tao is the way, not the constant way. The name can be named, not the permanent name"

Gu Ling read softly, only to see that every time Gu Ling confided a certain word, the word that was read was as if it had been given life by a spell, and it instantly came to life, wrapped in golden light, breaking free from the top of the page, soaring like a little elf, shining into the dark night sky

"Dao" is the first word to fly out, and the following words follow the same trajectory, following the footsteps of the previous word to the same point in the sky, and finally merge with each other, becoming the only star in the dark sky, a bright star!

Since then, Gu Ling's Zhihai Sky has its first star, and it is still eighty short of the stars!

"Hahaha, I can finally practice!"

A child who has gone through despair, darkness, and despair finally can't bear the restlessness and falls into madness.

Gu Ling suddenly carnivaled and shouted wildly:

"World, you listen to me. I can practice!"

"I can finally practice!"